“Oh you naughty boy, I’ll try but its such a thick length. Got to go now or they’ll notice me missing.”
“Same time tomorrow Lizzy, going to eat you some more.”
With that she quickly put on her coat and left.
Housekeepers Peccadillo
Lady Gwyneth continued her vigil. The young man lay with his oil lamp still burning, he seemed to be waiting. He lay casually playing with himself with no hurry to cum again or work himself up into a stiff rod. After a whilst she heard the bells of the old church striking 11 o’clock. Then there came another tapping at his door.
In came the wrinkled faced old widowed housekeeper, Mrs Evans. Entering she stared wantonly at the erect penis that was going to send her to heaven.
“Oh Warren what a lovely cock to have there, are you ready for me to milk it dry.”
“You old slut, what would Mr Evans think if he could see you now.”
“His cock was nothing like yours Warren, he never saw me this excited wanting a good length. I’ve washed my anus as you asked. You promised me you would plough my bottom till tomorrow.”
“Get up here on the bed and show me which hole you want filling.”
Mrs Evans was naked in a few second, her breasts were large and mature. Her nipples were huge and protruding. Kneeling on the bed with her head down she pulled open the checks of her ass and presented her sphincter to her young stud. She had put olive oil up her anus making her ass shine in the lamp light. Lady Gwyneth marvelled at the sight that aroused her own husband. She resumed petting her throbbing clit.
“Lovely asshole Mrs Evans, pull it open, Mr Evan must have had his fun with your slutty ass.”
The youth then put his cock in the woman mouth and told her to suck him hard. She protested that it smelt of quim but he ignored her and continue to slowly fuck her mouth. The woman gagged at such a length but worked it with ardour. Once at full length he went to her rear, fingering her puckered hole. The old lady wasn’t shy and start rubbing and finger fucking herself, pressing backwards onto his intruding fingers.
“Oh Warren do me like the sailors used to when I was a girl. A want your cum deep in my ass.”
In a pervious life Mrs Evans nee Henderson, would work the pubs in Portsmouth, 5 shillings would buy you her teenage anus for your amusement. Many a drunk sailor had fucked her in an alley but they never had a chance of getting her with child.
Warren did not disappoint, and despite the passing of years her sphincter submitted easily to his stiff cock. Lady Gwyneth eyes widened as she saw how his length was able to be taken by this normally reserved old woman. The housekeeper face relaxed as Warren reached the full depth and he started fucking her, making her breasts swinge in time with his fucking. As he fucked Mrs Evans masturbated shamelessly as a whore, and would stop only to pinch her nipples so hard. Lady Gwyneth was now close to cumming a second time and desperately pushed 3 fingers up has hard as she could. The muscles young lovers back glistened with sweat as he thrust into the ass of the old sailor’s friend with all his might. Lady Gwyneth needed to be on that bed, running her hands down his back, squeezing in buttocks, pushing them into the housekeeper.
Warren punished the housekeeper’s ass, the harder he drove in, the more it delighted the old matron. Her ass was tight enough to pleasure his cock and his seed boiled up in his balls until his spurts of semen gave the woman her wish.
Warren collapsed and laying next to the old woman he proceeded to suckle on an erect nipple. He let a hand roam between the panting woman’s thighs. Parting her labia he explored the soaking pussy. Mrs Evans spread her legs to give her lover full access to her sex. She liked him being able to see her cunny on full display, it wasn’t everyday that she could expose herself to a young man like a slut. His fingers found a large clit which he unhooded and massaged. Lady Gwyneth was excited by the way he collected the hussies juices, then smelt and tasted his fingers.
“You can have me again tomorrow Warren.” She begged. “I’ll come to the stables. You can use me as you like. Please Warren, give me your glorious cock again. I need it, I’ve been without so long. You can use my quim, my mouth, my arse, anywhere. Just ride me like an alehouse Jessie.”
Warren wasn’t too sure about tomorrow, he had a plan that he was going to meet the Lady’s maid, Jade, and he knew he was sure to fuck her. However, he liked the old girls enthusiasm, so he said if she could come to the stables at 9 o’clock without anything under her skirt he’d give her a quick fuck in a horse box on some hay. Mrs Evans smiled and her thoughts drifted dreamily away, happy that a youth, some 30 years her junior would still find her arousing.
Lady Gwyneth felt the wave of ecstasy flow through her, but as it subsided another feeling replaced it. She was now ashamed of the pleasure it had given her watching the sexual depravity of her employees before her. Unfortunately, depravity is a drug that is quick addicted to. Creeping back to her room she knew she would have to see more of the stableboy, and that in her chamber that night the candle was going to be abused for a few hours.
TBC